Paroles de By the time i get to phoenix

By the time i get to phoenix, he'll be risingHe'll find the note i left hangin' on his doorHe'll laugh when he reads the part that says i'm leavin''cause i've left that man so many times before

By the time i make albuquerque, he'll be workin'He'll prob'ly stop at lunch and give me a callBut he'll just hear that phone keep on ringin'Off the wall, that's all

By the time i make oklahoma, he'll be sleepin'He'll turn and softly call my name out lowMight even cry, just to think i'd really leaveThough time an' time i tried to tell him soHe just didn't know that i would really go